Re:Zero - Jobless Reincarnation: Succubus Sword God? I don't recognize it!

Chapter 230 Since you are like this with others, tonight is also a common thing [Stop jumping]

Vader.

An old-fashioned gentleman.

I am never like the young people who always like to talk about fighting and killing.

Because he understood. Humans are a very strange animal. What they often talk about is exactly what they want but cannot get.

Looking at these young people, they keep shouting about killing, killing, killing, but how many lives do each of them actually have?
2? 5? 10?

Even tonight, not much more.

They just love the dominance, power, and authority implied by killing, but when they actually hold the knife to kill, they are always trapped by various selfish desires, resulting in the knife not being swung fast enough.

Longing is the farthest distance from understanding.

These young people are still far from having the "capacity" to embrace killing and live with killing.

because.

Those who truly love killing never shout about it.

He would not let the beauty of a woman stop him from swinging his sword.

A burst of laughter suddenly broke out beside me.

"Fuck! You're awesome! Okay, your mother is yours."

"Fuck you, the red-haired girl is mine! Haha!"

"Hey, Gecko, give me some comfort first."

"Where's the white-haired girl?"

"The white-haired girl is mine!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Wade slowly wiped the blade, smiling as he heard the dirty words that he had deliberately allowed the thieves to say.

Although the years have left obvious traces on his face, and even though he is not young anymore, his technique is still gentle.

'Caresing' your blade like a lover.

Thinking about the past.

When he was young, he studied under the Kitagami-ryu Dojo and was a noble of the Wanglong Kingdom. He was as passionate as the young people around him.

When did the passion of the young man cool down and he turned from a noble into a wandering killer in a land of conflict?
Oh, I remembered it.

It was a jealousy incident in his youth, and he eventually discovered that it was just one-sided thinking, which resulted in his face being cut by the beautiful lady herself.

Since then, my passion has disappeared.

No, it should be said that it never disappeared, it just shifted to other aspects.

Especially after she was promoted to Queen of the North and killed 1721 people from the two noble families in one night, and personally held the head of the beautiful lady and kissed her lips, Wade felt like he was reborn.

kill.

How could it make people so happy?
So much so that, to this day, the lady's head is still kept in an ice cellar in one of her hideouts in the Land of Strife.

Although her face was full of scars.

But this only made her more attractive.

It's amazing.

However, there has been a lot less work in the Land of Conflict recently, and many new players have joined the game.

I heard that the nobles of Asura are very rich and they do a lot of dirty things among each other.

This is pretty cool.

Why do you ask for money and sex?

The wagging tail prays for mercy, the crawling groan, the rising and falling wails.

These are all condiments before the hard dish of slaughter.

No, that’s fine too.

But for Vader, who was once from a noble family.

It would be better if there is.

So, here he comes.

It was hasty, but just right.

He came across a hiring offer from the Night Lion Thieves Gang.

I heard that there are big shots like Asura above.

The first move was 1000 gold coins, and the staff was also generous, even with another young and famous Northern King.

However, Wade did not choose to act together with these people. Instead, he used his skillful instigation techniques to incite these young people. Time waits for no one, and action must be taken today.

1000 gold coins, Vader didn't want to share it with his colleague.

Now, all you need to do is to complete the hiring and kill all those impure little ghosts with murderous intent, and you can enjoy the money alone. So why should you share with one more person? If you join the Northern King to complete the hiring, even if you kill these little ghosts, you will still have one person left to travel with. We are all Northern Kings, we all come from the Northern God School, we all learn from His Majesty the Second Northern God, and we all live in the underground world.

It's always a bad idea to lose face.

The most important thing is that he really dislikes these new forces in the Beishenliu. Nowadays, these young people's "Qi Ba" faction relies more and more on means and increasingly ignores their own swordsmanship foundation, which always makes people feel that they are taking shortcuts.

The core essence of the Qiba School is the ability to adapt to battle situations and judge the circumstances. How can it be these external things?

Obel is a pretty good kid, with a quick mind. Although he uses some tricks that are not up to par, he always relies on a solid foundation to climb up step by step.

I heard that he has recently been promoted to the Northern Emperor?

is a genius.

Haha, genius.
I heard from the kid named Sarco from the Night Lion Thieves that the target this time is also a genius? That's why we have to be cautious?
Genius? Wade was tired of hearing such compliments when he was a teenager.

He is also a genius.

He has met many geniuses.

A few years ago, I even heard that the former King of the North God II had discovered a young genius in Asura.

But so what?
A genius who died in his hands.

More.

Genius is just another spice that makes killing more pleasurable.

Wade paused, squinting at the blade in his hand that had been wiped clean and the candlelight flickered on the blade.

It made the smile on his lips look so relaxed and comfortable.

but.

Wade was still very cautious, still relying on the qualities that a Northern King should have.

Be fully prepared.

There are two pieces of information in the message that are of concern.

First, that kid knows how to use the Hikari no Tachi.

Second, that kid possesses the secret of the Water God Flow with an extremely strong perception.

So, if that boy is really a sword saint.

The plan tonight will go smoothly. It's just a sword master. So what if he has a sword of light? If you want to kill him, then kill him. Perception? Can this thing sense death?

Ha ha.

But, what if that boy is the Sword King.

Tonight's plans are bound to go wrong, so we need to prepare well.

If that was the case, the 'genius' used the sword of light, combined with his powerful perception ability, and the scout pretending to be drunk at the door was sent there so many times under his deliberate instigation, then the kid named Sarko should have been dead by now.

The guy should be very close now.
Maybe, it's just outside the door.

"I want that black-haired chick. She looks so sexy from a distance. Isn't she more fun to play with than those little ones of yours? I have everything I want."

"Tsk, it won't sell for a good price."

"Fuck you, can't I keep it for myself?"

Vader smiled.

Looking at the mob of thieves in front of him.

Yes, boys, that’s it, keep trying.

The noisier it is, the better the effect.

There was a squeak.

The sound of the door opening, completely lost in the noise, reached Wade's ears.

He reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife on the table, looking sideways towards the door.

At this moment, the noise around him was suppressed by him.

With his highly concentrated attention and excellent dynamic vision, he could see the pattern on the door handle clearly.

The loud and obscene words of the thieves that kept drilling into my mind gradually faded away.

Only the slow, gradually elongated "squeak" sound remains. Slow motion. Like a silent film.
Reflected in Vader's constricted pupils.

Someone poked his head inside the door. It was a drunk man disguised as a scout.

The thief guarding the door showed a look of surprise on his face, and subconsciously reached out to grab the other party's staggering figure, and was about to "curse".

In a split second, the scout fell headfirst into the other's arms.

Behind me, a leg stepped into the tavern.

The cold light tore out a thread in the air, swept out from the scout's neck, and pierced the neck of the gatekeeper thief, instantly extinguishing his angry curse.

The young man who just stepped into the tavern and killed people in one step had sharp eyes and walked silently.

He turned his head and glanced past the thief and looked towards Wade. Beside him, a corpse was twisted in the air and slowly fell to the ground like a slow-motion puppet show.

The opponent's hand was already on his waist, the Light Sword! One of the three starting moves, the best at hiding the killing intent, ready to go.

Sure enough, the moment you enter the door, you will hear thunder and lightning.
Everything is as expected!

A smile bloomed on Wade's face! He held the hilt of the knife firmly in his hand, and the knife swing was ready! His thoughts flashed by like lightning!

Kid! Aren't you a genius? What will you choose from the multiple-choice questions I'm giving you?
So the sword of light took a step forward and slashed at me, thus making me attacked from both sides?
Or should I kill those thieves who are interested in your women with my first blow, just like a young man should? After all, if you choose to fight with me first, how can you ensure that these thieves will not go out to look for your women?
Choose!

Sure enough, in this extreme dynamic vision, the person who came just glanced at Wayne quietly.

He took a step forward, and his figure drew a candlelight line in the air, and the sword of light lit up in Wayne's eyes.

Next step! Appeared beside the thieves.

The knife rose and fell, and the cold blade had already cut through the bodies of the thieves!
Flaw! Too arrogant! Die!

Wayne swung his sword and shattered the slowly flowing time! The sword light exploded in the air with a crisp buzzing sound! He took a step closer and swept the sword towards the waist of the person coming!

The weakness of the Hikari no Tachi is that you have to put all your strength into each strike, so there will be a clear interval between each strike and time to prepare again! Those little ghosts can't see your movements clearly, I. Wayne, as the King of the North, how can I not see your movements?
However, the next moment, in a flash of lightning.

But he saw the pupils of the person who came rolling and a mocking smile in his eyes.

The opponent's sword was still rising, waiting for the next powerful blow. The timing was not good enough, and the outcome of being cut in half was inevitable.

But he.

why are you laughing???
In sight, background, shaking
Those are pieces of 'things' hanging behind the curtain of smiles:
Ears, skull, arms, wrists, legs.

Intestines, organs, bones, eyes, spine.

Shatter, disintegrate, float, collide.

then
Suddenly exploded in the air!!!
"boom!!!"

Under the violent wind pressure, the tabletop was shattered into pieces! Body parts flew in the air, and blood spurted out of the body!

The floor cracked and exploded from under Alan's feet, and a blood flower appeared in an instant! The high-speed inertia rolled together, and the fighting spirit scattered the blood wave!
He suddenly reached out and pulled the middle-aged man, whose eyes were filled with horror, down from the air!

Grabbed the other person's throat!
He turned his wrist with his right hand, raised the blade high, and a cold light flashed up along with the blade.

Great upper section, the sword of light! Shining!

“Sizzle!!!!”

The teeth-grinding sound of blades connecting burst out in front of the two men, and blood spurted out from Alan's waist and abdomen!
Alan's sword was about to slash at Wayne's neck, but the opponent took advantage of Alan's initial move to rush back to defense at the critical moment, holding the blade in front of his neck, barely blocking this move of the sword of light!

Sparks splashed in front of the two people's faces!
Alan grabbed Wayne's throat tightly, pressed the blade to the opponent's neck just below his throat, and stared at Wayne.

Wayne's neatly slicked back hair was messed up by the wind, and his scar kept twitching as he used both hands to resist Alan's knife pressure. His teeth were clenched, and apart from holding the knife with both hands to resist Alan's knife pressure, he had no time to do anything else.

But his eyes are free.

He looked at Alan's waist and abdomen in horror!

There was a huge gap in sight, with blood gushing out.
Blood gushed out.
gurgling
No longer flowing
Wayne's face was filled with astonishment, and he looked up in amazement.

The 'spice' of killing was grinning.

"Don't you look very confident? Didn't you expect my behavior? Look! Who's the bait?"

"Ahhh!!!" Wayne had no way of communicating with Allen and could only grit his teeth and roar. He actually felt the power of the blade on his neck was getting stronger and stronger. He wanted to lean back, but the force on his neck was getting stronger and stronger as he exerted more force!

What was even more terrifying was how could the guy on the other side still speak while wrestling with one hand! ! ! ! ! How could he have the leisure to do that? ! ?
And the previous blow didn't really cut through! It was as if the blade was hit by a strong wind, and the tip of the blade was deflected! How come the wound on the side of the waist is healing! !

is he
My thoughts are still racing!

The final whistle has sounded!

From Alan's mouth.

That was a roar with gritted teeth!
"Dragon Saint, fighting spirit!"

He felt a sharp pain in his neck and looked at it in horror. The blade had already pressed into his flesh.

The creaking sound is the muffled groan of flesh and blood.

“Ugh!! No!!”

Puff, puff, it's the whimpering of the arteries.

"Hurrah!"

Crackling, crackling, it’s the cervical vertebra’s howling.

".Shh.Shh."

Vibrating knife
see-saw
Cut
friction
Pointless resistance.

One-sided
Entrapment.

The hand that was strangling my throat had no force feedback.

With a plop, the headless corpse fell to the ground. The broken neck looked like a cut water pipe, and blood spurted out in the afterglow of the fighting spirit, spreading like a bloody rain all over the sky.

Poured on the ceiling of the tavern.

Dye the wood with bloody relief.

Allen.

Saw off Wayne's head.

A wrestling sword game with the King of the North.

win.

-

The reason for deflecting the opponent's blade was that the flow of profound fighting spirit based on the Rock Secret Technique instantly exploded, and the perception of murderous intent under the extreme sense flow caused the body to deflect in advance.

The reason for the fight of exchanging injuries for injuries comes from the healing magic pattern engraved on the Dragon Saint's fighting spirit core in the abdomen.

The confidence in the tug-of-war between the two swords comes from the extremely high-quality fighting spirit surging from the Dragon Saint.

Who is being arrogant?

Who is using the information gap?

Who was it that used Beishenliu to deceive Beishenliu?
Fishing thing.

Of course, it must be backed by strength.

The last time we attacked and killed the Northern King, we killed two Saints separately and one after another, which can't be considered as actually killing the Northern King.

So, what about this time?

Smoke and dust emerged.

Coming from the sigh of God.

Give the answer.

[Persuade, deceive, and gradually uncover the hidden intentions of the Northern King]

[Enter the game, use yourself as bait, step by step induce the King of the North to step on the fishhook that he himself dropped]

[Perfect comprehensive ability performance of the Qiba Sect's original doctrine, all your abilities are your 'means']

[Northern God Stream Level Up]

[Hokushin-ryu—Qiba sect, king level]

【evaluate】

【Overwhelming Strength in All Aspects】

-

The night was deeper.

In the hotel, someone opened his eyes.

Black eyes glowed in the darkness.

Isa Luti.

wake.

　Do you smell blood? The whole chapter is about the aesthetics of violence.
Cool.

Ok. . .

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It was reviewed and revised once.6.
　
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